I'm posting this thread in response to an email I got from moonstone this week. I quote:
"my life is like a bad country and western song.
the dog died, i broke my arm and my husband ran off with a barmaid.
ok i made the last bit up but the rest is true. "
Her beloved Lucy died on April 12th and for the first time in 34 years she has no pitter-patter of little feet to come home too. On Tuesday one of her charges (named Snoopy, of course) tripped her on a walk and now she has a cast on her left arm (the good news: she is right handed!)
Given that we have RIPs for Dick Clark, Levon Helm, and Greg Ham this week, tell us how your week sucked (and send love and good vibes to Maria, our beloved Nutter moonstone.)